challenged. “Or does this sudden determination to ravish me have more to do with the fact you have competition?”
Mitch let out a derisive laugh and pulled back to stare into her face, the arrogance in his expression extreme. “For all the reasons I’ve just laid out, I’m not threatened by Ty Butler. In fact, if exhibitionism excites you so much, I’d even let him watch us.”
The shock of what he said moved through Hayley like a category seven hurricane. From the look on Mitch’s face, Hayley would hazard to guess that he’d surprised himself just as much. Yet beyond the astonishment lay something else, a feeling so sinfully delicious that it made her blood turn thick and lava-hot. Pictures of Mitch and Ty turned in her mind—erotic images where one man morphed into the other and vice-versa.
The night that Hayley had let Ty’s friend watch them have sex was one of the hottest experiences she’d ever had. Her mind’s eye replaced Pete with Mitch. She couldn’t fathom how intense it would have been if Mitch were the man watching them, his need for her palpable. He’d overheard her with Ty last night but hadn’t done anything to stop them. It must have nearly killed him to stand on the sidelines like that. If he actually watched, would he be able to hold back, or would he stalk over to them and yank her off Ty? Push her down on the ground and take her as his?
Hayley was so aroused by her thoughts she knew her face must have turned cherry red. She saw Mitch looking down at her, hesitant for the first time since before he’d kissed her. “Hayley, no.”
“You’re always saying no to me. Did you ever notice that? Like you get to decide what I should and shouldn’t want.”
“I won’t share you.”
“I want you, Mitch, but you don’t own me. If I’d like to share myself, it’s my decision. The only question is, will you do it?”
“What are you saying?” His demand was terse. “That the only way you’ll be with me is if I let Ty see everything I’m doing to you?”
“No.” Hayley’s heart raced as she realized what she was about to say. Even an ounce of caution would have stopped the words before they erupted from her mouth, but there seemed to be none within her. It obviously couldn’t survive amongst the seething lust and wild sense of feminine power that curled inside her. The idea of having both Mitch and Ty at her disposal… She shuddered with pure carnal desire.
Her words would either force some action out of Mitch or push him away forever. Hayley knew it but made her demand anyway. She had to know once and for all how far Mitch was willing to go to get her.
“What I’m saying is that I want you to watch Ty do all sorts of naughty things to me.” Mitch’s eyes turned downright glacial, and a surge of panic formed a lump in her throat. Hayley swallowed over it and pushed on. “If you do that, I’ll be all yours afterward—any way you want me.”
What Mitch needed most of all was to get stinking drunk.
“Another, please,” he said to the bartender as he slammed his empty scotch glass on the counter. “And keep ’em coming.”
“Hey, you might want to pace yourself,” Aidan’s best friend, Luke Beasley, said as he took a seat on the barstool beside Mitch. “You’ll be too plastered to appreciate the fine entertainment that I’ve gone to great trouble and expense to line up.”
“I’ll live.” At the moment, watching some stripper slide up and down a shiny pole at his soon-to-be-brother-in-law’s buck’s party was the last thing occupying Mitch’s mind. All he could think about was his confrontation with Hayley that morning, the same thing that had plagued his thoughts all day.
As promised, his sister had returned his phone, and his voicemail was clogged with messages. Mitch had listened to a few but had tossed the phone aside when he realized minor work issues couldn’t take his mind from its preoccupation with one petite blonde who’d shown
Mitch let out a derisive laugh and pulled back to stare into her face, the arrogance in his expression extreme. “For all the reasons I’ve just laid out, I’m not threatened by Ty Butler. In fact, if exhibitionism excites you so much, I’d even let him watch us.”
The shock of what he said moved through Hayley like a category seven hurricane. From the look on Mitch’s face, Hayley would hazard to guess that he’d surprised himself just as much. Yet beyond the astonishment lay something else, a feeling so sinfully delicious that it made her blood turn thick and lava-hot. Pictures of Mitch and Ty turned in her mind—erotic images where one man morphed into the other and vice-versa.
The night that Hayley had let Ty’s friend watch them have sex was one of the hottest experiences she’d ever had. Her mind’s eye replaced Pete with Mitch. She couldn’t fathom how intense it would have been if Mitch were the man watching them, his need for her palpable. He’d overheard her with Ty last night but hadn’t done anything to stop them. It must have nearly killed him to stand on the sidelines like that. If he actually watched, would he be able to hold back, or would he stalk over to them and yank her off Ty? Push her down on the ground and take her as his?
Hayley was so aroused by her thoughts she knew her face must have turned cherry red. She saw Mitch looking down at her, hesitant for the first time since before he’d kissed her. “Hayley, no.”
“You’re always saying no to me. Did you ever notice that? Like you get to decide what I should and shouldn’t want.”
“I won’t share you.”
“I want you, Mitch, but you don’t own me. If I’d like to share myself, it’s my decision. The only question is, will you do it?”
“What are you saying?” His demand was terse. “That the only way you’ll be with me is if I let Ty see everything I’m doing to you?”
“No.” Hayley’s heart raced as she realized what she was about to say. Even an ounce of caution would have stopped the words before they erupted from her mouth, but there seemed to be none within her. It obviously couldn’t survive amongst the seething lust and wild sense of feminine power that curled inside her. The idea of having both Mitch and Ty at her disposal… She shuddered with pure carnal desire.
Her words would either force some action out of Mitch or push him away forever. Hayley knew it but made her demand anyway. She had to know once and for all how far Mitch was willing to go to get her.
“What I’m saying is that I want you to watch Ty do all sorts of naughty things to me.” Mitch’s eyes turned downright glacial, and a surge of panic formed a lump in her throat. Hayley swallowed over it and pushed on. “If you do that, I’ll be all yours afterward—any way you want me.”
What Mitch needed most of all was to get stinking drunk.
“Another, please,” he said to the bartender as he slammed his empty scotch glass on the counter. “And keep ’em coming.”
“Hey, you might want to pace yourself,” Aidan’s best friend, Luke Beasley, said as he took a seat on the barstool beside Mitch. “You’ll be too plastered to appreciate the fine entertainment that I’ve gone to great trouble and expense to line up.”
“I’ll live.” At the moment, watching some stripper slide up and down a shiny pole at his soon-to-be-brother-in-law’s buck’s party was the last thing occupying Mitch’s mind. All he could think about was his confrontation with Hayley that morning, the same thing that had plagued his thoughts all day.
As promised, his sister had returned his phone, and his voicemail was clogged with messages. Mitch had listened to a few but had tossed the phone aside when he realized minor work issues couldn’t take his mind from its preoccupation with one petite blonde who’d shown
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